Wednesday, August 28, 2013

The Return Comments

Rating: 4.7

I wind my watch according to a white ship of Liburnija.
It is noon, my dearest one.
The waves and the sound of a siren which fades away in the haze of a midday calm sea.
The stone we used to sit on is wrapping in the foam, caressing and staring, just like me, at a deep blue.
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Biljana Popovic
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A very touching story my friend!

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Mirjana Miric Inalman 20 April 2014

Fantastic poem and a very touching story behind it. I appriciate the lenght, because I believe some things deserve as many words as we are to gift them and to be retold forever and ever.

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Captain Herbert Poetry 01 October 2013

Dearly beautiful from the heart

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Tanja Bulovic 30 August 2013

What a beautiful story....I am happy I found it.

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Khairul Ahsan 30 August 2013

A good descriptive poem but too long! This being your first poem posted to this forum, I cordially welcome you here and look forward to seeing many more in the days to come.

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